Monday, June 22, 2015

WIP...Monday

I keep meaning to do a Work in Progress Wednesday post because I'm making progress. But two Wednesdays ago my phone died and for some reason, my will to be online died as well. And I couldn't take a photo without it. But I got a new battery* and all's right with the world. Then I missed a Wednesday for no reason whatsoever. Suddenly I realized next Wednesday is the last Wednesday of the month, time for the Smalls SAL. So here's my Work in Progress unalliteratively on Monday.

I've finished the lettering on Wedding Row by Bent Creek and just need to fill in the hearts and swirls and dingbats. I'm trying to decide if I should put in our wedding details (this is the dude's anniversary gift) but I think since it is an anniversary gift "Of my love be sure" is enough. What do you think? Names and wedding date? Initials and wedding date?

*You probably thought I just got a new phone. That's what the girl in the Verizon store said I needed to do because, you know, they don't fix phones or even sell batteries. But a recent reading of 37 Ways to Shrink Your Use of Plastic coupled with the dude's general anti-capitalist tendencies ("why do they make it so expensive to just fix things?") meant we went in a different direction.

I am definitely on the dude's side when it comes to fixing things. There is only one shop in the whole of Rockland County that still repairs shoes, i.e.: replacing worn soles or heels on perfectly good shoes. I can no longer find a shop where I can get scissors and kitchen knives resharpened. I do have a whetstone but it can't compare to the job done by a rotating grindstone as used by professionals. When I was a kid there used to be a knife sharpener's truck that traveled through our Brooklyn neighborhoods and all the housewives would bring their scissors and knives to him on a regular basis. And the last time I had a lamp rewired, my husband had to venture into a somewhat unfriendly Hasidic community. In order to make sure he wasn't harassed, the craftsman met him at the gate and even so the young men guarding the gate took offense at my husband's presence.

A person has to be adept at DIY in order to live according to the Reduce-Reuse-Recycle-Repair philosophy in this throwaway society of ours. I am going to dig out my old Foxfire books from the 70s and see if they have any tips for making do with what I have. Built in obsolesence be damned!

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